" Meg turned to say to me.She said it like that was all that happened.No sexual undertones, or anything of the like."No problem..." I said somewhat co...fused, but she didn't notice and continued eating her bagel."I'll be fixing Meg's window after I go to Home Depot Scott, you'll have your bed to yourself tonight." My Dad said to me."Um, Ok, cool." I said still very confused.Was it possible I had dreamed it all up?That all my sister and I had done was sleep in the same bed?I HAD gone to a party. I wish …”“What, Mom? What do you wish?”“Silly. Impossible at my age.”Tim leaned into her and took both of her nipples and twisted them and said, “You are not someone that ‘at my age’ applies to, woman. You are an exciting, thrilling lover.”“Okay … I’m going to … cum … soon …”I take her face in my hands and demand, “Mom, say it. You wish what?”“I wish I could find someone like Tim.” She almost screamed it as her coming orgasm rose higher inside her. Tim pulled all the way out of her and she. She then smoothed her dress void of all wrinkles, straightened her back seems as best she could, and closed the drapes. This was the point I got excited, prim and proper were not just the expectations, they were adamantly adheared to, until the drapes were shut.She held out her hand to me, and helped me up from the floor, giving me a sly grin as she did. I had a feeling tonight was going to be one of her more involved and more vigorous efforts. She walked me back to her bedroom at the very. Apart from being massive, it was obviously expensive. The quietness of the generator could only have been achieved with quality equipment. One thing was odd. Among the painted decoration were white spaces that could once have been sponsors’ logos. I was intrigued. The Magic Flute had arrived with several sharp-suited people who were staying in our local hotel. Why? What were they doing with a fun fair ride? It was late on the afternoon of a hot summer day. So many of our fetes had taken place.